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It Is Like Surgery But It Is Not Surgery

When you split infinity you just get more

infinity It’s different with crackers with bells

with an eagle When an eagle flies into

a bell the bell rings the eagle collapses

There is a finite distance from the bell

to the ground It is harder to say when

the bell completes ringing For a man

with tinnitus the sound does not end For

infinity childhood was rough At the zoo

infinity could not pet the eagle was

not allowed but kept spreading everywhere

It was embarrassing An eagle in a cage

is in some ways a symbol You can

split her up from her real parts

Award-winning poet of 'The Trees The Trees'. Author of 'The Crying Book'. Published in The New Yorker, Poetry, & more. Former fellow at Emory.